Yo, in the Y2K, my chips be micro, unlimited Me and Rick D reap the benefit Cars, girls, jewels, innocent Next year it'll be old, we get rid of it Yeah like that, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo Money's deep like the gold at fort Knox yo Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort At you trick a hole your crew (blao!) You're mad now huh? You can't stand me Now watch when I'm recieving a grammy A Soul Train when I'm getting a Sammy Davis Junior award, fans applaud For me, Erick Onasis, top dog The money folder, I'm like Don King's promoter Ya'll can't see me I'm ariborne type tuskeegee Wicked like the board of Ouija When I step in the door things change Everything stops like ya freeze frame It's mad hot now, Gettin ready to boil (Rick the Ruler!) Me, the MC Grand Royal
ER, Ravishing I, impress C, courageous or careless K, for the Kani's that I got That I rock everyday, and why, why not? [Slick Rick] R is ravishing I, impress C, courageous or careless K, for the Kangol's which I've got What I wear everyday, and why, why not?
Emotion and hope in the scope When the paw print on the button on my brand new garage door opener "Ungh", as the double R rips through the gutter Even 7 Day Advents scream "that shit's butter!" You best remember who's the skipper Remember who made girl's joint drop so hard it popped the zipper Illusion on no boozin confusion Even ghosts like "Ruler I'm scared of you son" As I lean and dip, dream might seem a bit odd Lights just turned red turn green for Rick (ya know) On the deacon, with my stuff in there blastin Till the signs on the highway start to wop when I pass them (ohhh) Mad bougeoui folk bent, perhaps offend Chrome almost made another Rolls have an accident The Ruler wildin, La Di Da Di Don is stylin On his way to see green eyed buddy on the Island